They laid there on the bed, sweat soaking into the sheets as they sipped their coffee. The scent of sex hung in the air like freshly spritzed perfume. She reached over and placed her hand on his shoulder.
“That was great sex.”
“Agreed. The kind of sex you want if there was an impending apocalypse due about ten minutes from now.”
“It would have to be quick. Unexpected. None of this screaming, panic driven mess.”
“Like the world just blinking out of existence due to an unseen asteroid or massive Sun spot eruption?”
“Yeah. Quick. Painless.”
“Well, after that last orgasm…” She smiled and reached over to kiss him as the world exploded.
Deep out in space, drifting in the void, Phallus stroked his shaft vigorously. He felt his orgasm build, and aimed his cock towards the blue marble on the left. He felt the cum boil in his balls. With a few more strokes, he bent back in orgasm and let the cum fly. The stream flew true, and played a game of pinball with the little blue and red marbles sending them knocking into the pocket of the sun. He sighed with pleasure, watching the splatter.
This week’s Flash Fiction Friday involves a word limit of Exactly 200 words per section. (hmmm… more than one story?) Our key phrase is “the impending apocalypse” and we Must Not Use the Word Zombie or any form thereof. I cheated. I used an instead of the. You can just spank me later, Advizor. 🙂 Oh, and we can have bonus points for telling our readers how the world ends. (Advizor, you never tell us of late HOW many bonus points… just sayin’)
I had to chuckle about Advizor’s choice of phrases. This of course comes as part of my world… in the mundane sense has come to an end. A large chunk of responsibilities are over for a while. Phew! I think I can actually take a few days off and not worry about someone needing me. Oh, and a client that owed Wolf money finally paid! Wheee!
I hope you like my version of Advizor’s FFF situation. As always, I had a great deal of fun working on this.